Modern Times Syndrome 歌词

Strange circonstances allowed mankind to reign on earth Perfect tool : fingers, arms, legs and cortex to control them A so called superior consciousness struggling with reptilian instincts Thus, infested nest by annihilating the others species Live is to go from A to B All the rest is accidents and illusions All we can expect from life Is to make the light of truth Human being is failed hybrid of god and demon Civilisation is created is own image: complex and imperfect Pernicious society, quest for vulgar and vain pleasures It turn life into vegetative and egoistic survival Live is to go from A to B All the rest is accidents and illusions All we can expect from life Is to make the light of truth Have you got the MTS ? Incidious, it burn the mind out Too much comfort leads to the burial of wisdom Buy all ever you wanted, you won't be serein Occult death and life will become meaningless No science'll be able to cancel this fact